Letters to my son: (on his birthday :-)
Papa very much likes a small whisky my boy.
But most of all papa likes you!
With a small whisky and a tanquilizer papa loves all humanity.
You were conceived with a lot of love.
And a lot of wine as well.
Or tequila ... ? Hmmm, ask your mother, she remembers this story better.
The most important thing son, is to learn to lose.
Winning is easy: any clown knows how to win.
Only the strong can consistently lose.
Do it for me.

Many girls who are sold for their flesh are not so happy as those in the images below (who do not appear to be very 'happy' either). Abuse? Exploitation? Objectification of the feminine? Bog standard human nature at work on all sides? Who can say?